Off with their heads I screamed (very silently, to myself) when I was awoken at day break this morning by our 5 roosters. Lucky for Old Boy I didn't so much as hear a peep out of him.
Those three black ones (including Lucile 2) will be first to the guillotine then next Young Boy and we'll probably keep Blondy Bear as he is the runt of the roosters.
I look forward to when I can let all of the chickens out without fear of them being attacked, plus I'd appreciate not being woken up in the morning. I know were on a farm and that I'm a practising vegetarian, but I say kill 'em.
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